Nocturne Summit she moved like the moon

Him knowing she knew was enough. It was for his benefit, likely, though it also kept her gaze sharp--knowingly so, wondering what expectations to have truly. For the moment, she kept to her silence, as now did not feel like the place to elaborate what she knew of him already--not when it was Alya's details being the most generous, though the rest were fascinating all the same. Plenty, and enough for her, she was far more keen to watch how matters would unfold between him and her daughter, not of what had proceeded them.

Listening keenly, her glances shifted between them both, lingering extra upon Vaati while Hydra revealed her chosen topic. Of course, the mention of the scum she spoke on darkened her countenance. Even dead, she could still despise him plenty, just as she had done his family before him. His end, truth or not (since she was loathe to ever entirely trust a Redhawk), would grant him no mercy from her.

When the scarred beast of a wolf agreed so easily, so readily, she felt her ears prick up, keying into an otherwise unreadable expression ever-so-slightly. With this in mind, and now before her, she certainly remained interested, and wondered if he could bring them what Hydra asked, or if he really was gone, and the earth had swept him beyond. If he could, then she definitely had no complaints--of course she would gladly accept his head delivered, and with it, closure they could trust without an ounce of doubt.

She let the rest of this unfold, and play out as necessary. She understood more now, and found the tie Vaati served as a very interesting one for now. Above all, she was curious to see how this would take shape in the weeks--or maybe months--to follow

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